This is it. The debut. The moment you been waiting. Through the pressure we can find it. The resolution. My wicked smile frozen. Talking with sealed lips. I’m not in your thoughts. I’m in your nerves. I can’t wait to see. you. walk. towards. her. The broken lines of time. Ink divided by miles. A secondary thought. Dust kicked in your wake. And I listening to Karmas words. Faith in the presence of disdain. Forgives the fades.

April 28.21